Love or Die CEO’s Daily Dose of Swoon

Chapter 56

Cordelia eyed Everard with a mixture of curiosity and caution.

His eyes betrayed no hint of fear, but his face was a shade paler than usual, perhaps from fright.

Whether he was faking it or genuinely scared, she couldn’t deny her boyfriend’s “reasonable request“. But she did have one card up her sleeve.

With a languid voice, she offered, “I’ll just grab your breakfast then.”

That would keep Cordelia at a safer distance from Everard.

As Cordelia turned to leave, Everard rose to his feet and followed closely behind her, his voice steady, “With you here, I’m not scared at all.”

Calvert, who had been sitting silently at the table like a church mouse, was speechless. Back in the day, when their group huddled together, they used to wonder if there was anything Everard couldn’t do. They concluded that Everard might only be helpless at dating.

Now it seemed like the big man could handle even that with flair.

In his first love, Everard was already pulling off moves so suave that surprised Calvert. He resolved to demand a “mental health allowance” when he got back for being force–fed this daily dose of romantic display. This was just inhumane

They continued their breakfast in silence.

Cordelia’s phone buzzed.

She glanced at it and saw a text from Actorman, ‘Lia, I got the bag! Thanks a bunch! How much do I owe you? Send over your bank details and I’ll transfer the cash”

She had shipped off the bag to Bland after acquiring it last week, but it was only now, seeing his message, that she remembered she hadn’t settled up with Everard

“How much for the bag?” she inquired.

Everard swallowed his mouthful of pancakes and replied, “200

Cordelia texted back the details.

LearnLover replied, “Two hundred. Bank account is XXX.

Actorman continued, “Got it, Lia. The money’s on its way”

Cordelia didn’t give it another thought and went back to her meal.

she pulled out her wallet and laid three hundred–dollar bills on

was at a

silently choked on his pancake as he swallowed the fact

their group chat “Who exactly is this girl?“,

clue where she gets this bag without markup. She sold it to me

bags were collectibles and could be sold for a premium since they were

I sent her my sheet music. yesterday, and she pinpointed three issues right

continued. ‘Designer bags are accessible

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said. That’s also the case for

loval pursuers

“How’s this

‘Still bet she can’t do it. But probably she doesn’t even realize the’s cracked Batra’s Conjecture. I’ve lost hope, not everyone who joins us is

a young

headed to school.

a black Rolls Royce was parked, and the driver respectfully opened the rear door Yates, sporting a shock

presence exuded an untamed aura that kept his peers at a safe distance, with no

student, not noticing Yates, greeted him only when they were too close to ignore

Yates

annoyed, looked up with fiery eyes that nearly buckled the other’s

when someone tapped his shoulder, pushing him to

was about to lash out but turned to see a pair

expressionless, just looking

then reluctantly muttered, “Boss Cordelia.”

indifferently replied

back only to notice how her backpack sagged

curious voice, “What were you looking at just

locked his phone and pocketed it,

he prepared for further questions

didn’t pursue

was at a loss

Yates quickly ascending to the top floor and

in the school, and four

1 rushed over,